roberta's charm

An entertaining visit to the Brooklyn Academy of Music last month made us hungry. From such a glamourous building we moved into a more basic construction, which in corrupt sPain could easily be called "chiringuito".

Our cab driver, original from Guinée, got kind of lost before finding our destination. Once we got there it felt like we were in the wrong place, in one of those unknown locations you would not like to walk around a little before midnight. In fact, it first reminded me of my night visits to Blokosso, by the Ébrié lagoon, a few decades ago. 

I know Ivory Coast it too far away from Brooklyn, not only from a geographic perspective, but from that first view it was hard to identify major differences.